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Belly Dancin' Dina
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jungle Brothers
Jungle Brothers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jungle Brothers
Jungle Brothers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shane Faber
Shane Faber
Engineer
Red Alert
Red Alert
Mixing Engineer
The Navigator Mike G
The Navigator Mike G
Mixing Engineer
The Pharoah Afrika Baby Bambaataa
The Pharoah Afrika Baby Bambaataa
Mixing Engineer
The J.B.'s
The J.B.'s
Producer

Lyrics

Just listen, don't do it, pay attention, here we go Ah, a pleasant day in Egypt, I see Say, what is this? A tisket, a tasket I wonder what's in that basket Sweet Daddy strolled by and said haven't you seen her? That right there is Belly Dancin' Dina Now I'm all junglistcally horny Desperate to see this fine young lady Toot-toot-toot, pulled out my flute Yeah, she was so cute I said, "I like the way you move around Do you wanna get down?" I wanted to take her home with me Behind the bush and up my tree So I blowed and blowed and I kept on blowing Hey, wait a minute, baby, where you going? Dina, never should have seen her Hooked by her look, now I that I need her Body so pure, she's shaped like an hourglass As I turned around I peeped out her megablast I needed acquaintance 'cause I had no patience Drugged (by her belly button?) No, by her radiance The hips did dips, so I did flips The pucker of her lips could sink battleships The basket's glowing from the diamonds' glitter If I only had it in me to go get with her The moment I got it, I needed a casket 'Cause she blew me a kiss and jumped back in the basket (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah) Belly Dancin' Dina Boy, you should have seen her The way she moved her body all across the dance floor Tore me all apart, straight to my heart And it was nothing but a freaky art Live from 113th Street and Seventh Avenue Straight out the pyramid, we gon' bring to you The live one they call Belly Dancin' Dina (well) Today's the day, hooray, hooray Yippee-yi-yo, yippee-yi-yi-yay Everybody's waiting for her to arrive Ooh, she makes my nature rise All dressed up in her sparkling clothing I might pass out when that basket opens Ordinarily, I'm not the kind who fiends Could it be her cute little finger tambourines? I don't know, but it's making me hard (How hard?) Harder by the yard Thousands of brothers had congregated Stone boom, waited and waited They came in peace, they paid their funds Okay, y'all here she comes (here we go) I've got to go get her (word?) And if you got bananas, I'll be glad to bet ya Push back my chair to walk across the floor As I got closer, her body shook more My eyes were set on her jelly-like belly And if I'm dreaming, don't nobody tell me People started standing, I started losing sight And I was really feeling like this was my night I dipped to one side and then to another Ah, I see Dina, ooh, and her brother I made a quick to dash to put my hands on Poof! Dina was gone And where she disappeared to no one knows All she left behind was her silky clothes Smelled the smell of her sweet perfume Heard a voice say, "I'll be back real soon" Say, say, where you going (ow) Belly Dancin' Dina Boy, you should have seen her The way she moved her body All across the dance floor Tore me all apart, straight to my heart And it was nothing but a freaky art Oh (oh), oh
Writer(s): Michael Small, Nathaniel Hall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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